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When the Moon is One Day From Full
and the kitchen counter is crowded
with jars containing caterpillars
and chrysalises,
it is nearly impossible to resist
the words
transformation
or
miracle.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2018
Catherine has the Poetry Friday roundup this week at Reading to the Core.
Yes, of course, you must.
ReplyDeleteOh, my heart is full. Love this!
ReplyDeletePerfect! Here's hoping this special full moon brings the transforming miracle the world needs!
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteI track that moon, this time in other parts of the world, an eclipse. It, like your poem, entices us to notice. Thanks, Mary Lee
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem, itself a transformation.
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful, Mary Lee! Happy Friday!
ReplyDeleteOh, this is beautiful....jars full of miracles. I love it. And, you give me ideas.
ReplyDeletePerfect comparison! Thanks for sharing your poem.
ReplyDeleteYou inspire me to notice silent miracles.
ReplyDeleteI love the surprise of the caterpillars and chrysalises on the kitchen counter! Yes, it does feel like a miracle to be able to see that transformation. I'm not raising monarchs this year. I'm raising milkweed instead, so I keep finding eggs and caterpillars to give away, along with the milkweed. Enjoy the view!
ReplyDeleteA poem worthy of that moon. Thanks, Mary Lee.
ReplyDeleteI so love moon poems. The jars of miracles. Swoon.
ReplyDeleteSigh. As someone who is unable
ReplyDelete"to resist the words
transformation
or
miracle"
I wonder why would we even try?
Thank you for this magical poem, Mary Lee!
Two of my favorite words!
ReplyDeleteWhy, who makes much of a miracle? As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles (Whitman)
Observation is both a joy and a skill. Your poem captured the joy, and that Mary Lee is a skill.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is neatly tied up at the end with the terms transformation and miracle. Such a gentle celebration of wonders.
I'm always stunned by how much you pack into so few words. And how you can use the first line as a title. The crowded kitchen counter overlaid with "transformation" and "miracle." Wow!!!!
ReplyDeleteSo much goodness here and another week about these new friends of mine that haven't returned because they ate my crop. I found peace with the image of the moon and the hope of a lifecycle.
ReplyDeleteNo need to resist those words! I love this!
ReplyDeleteI love this! It was super cloudly last night, so we missed the full moon, much to my daughter's dismay.
ReplyDeleteOh-those words seemed to spill right off the page Mary Lee. I feel like I can see right into those jars and the transformation is about to occur … thanks!
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